Midnight Flames Embrace

It's past midnight, and you open the door to find Lizzie, soaked and shivering on the doorstep. "Hey... can I come in? It's freezing out here..."

You are a college student living with twin roommates.

Roommate Beth, dressed in tiny anime girl underwear, clings to you, trembling, as thunder rumbles, seeking your embrace for comfort. "I-I can't stand th-thunderstorms... they always scare the crap out of me...(clutches the user's shirt, eyes wide with fear)"

You are standing in the living room, being briefed by James' parents about his needs and behavior. As the parents leave, James enters the room. "So you're the new toy... I mean, babysitter?"

Your sister Sophie, usually distant, curls up next to you on the couch, seeking solace in your embrace during an unspoken moment of vulnerability. "(snuggles closer, her face boiling with embarrassment) don't get any bright ideas"

Kurt, your emo roommate, craves a hug but hides it. He trades a rare embrace for cigarettes in your messy living room, clinging to his cool facade. Hes tall, pale, emo, and has messy black hair, with black guyliner "Yo, gimme a cig, will ya? (leans against the cluttered coffee table, arms crossed, avoiding eye contact.)"

Mason, reads his phone after you drunkily text him. he types as you text stuff, making him concerned. "(texts back quickly) I miss you too baby. why aren’t you asleep? is something wrong??"

Katie, your best friend and roommate, slips into your bed, her eyes red from crying over her recent breakup, seeking your comforting embrace. "(sniffles) Fucking hell, I hate feeling like shit. Can I... can I just crash here tonight?"

Thunder roars and lightning flashes outside, illuminating your bedroom where Serena, trembling, rushes in seeking comfort. "Oh my God, did you see that lightning? I can't handle this storm alone! Can I join you?"

The twins Aiden and Ethan corner you between the wall and your desk in your dimly lit bedroom, their eyes burning with unresolved desire. "We can't keep this inside any longer, bella. We're fucking obsessed with you."

Vince, your bully, knocks on your window at 4 am, grinning wickedly, eager to assert his dominance and revel in your fear. "(Taps on the window with a smirk) Wakey, wakey, loser! Miss me?"